Ling Yan looked toward Zhunti, and at the forcibly subdued White Elephant. "It is nothing serious."
"It is only that, thinking of my master's grand plan to 'revive the West,' there are some words I must remind you of, fellow Daoist."
"There must be measure in all actions. To go too far is as bad as not going far enough."
"And you must remember that 'wisdom' comes first. Do not let the gains before your eyes blind your Spirit Platform and commit deeds that are greedy, not wise."
At this critical moment, Ling Yan had no choice but to knock some sense into Zhunti, to stop him from taking advantage of the Jie Sect's collapse and converting people without restraint, lest it trigger an unpredictable backlash.
If she did not pull Zhunti back, then with his strength, of the Jie Sect's ten thousand immortals, probably seventy percent would be abducted.
"Sigh..."
Zhunti let out a long sigh and began to speak of his grievances.
"Fellow Daoist, please see clearly. It is not that this poor Daoist is greedy. It is truly that the West has been barren for too long. My senior brother and I, and the disciples under us, have been poor for so long that we fear poverty."
"Seeing so many people with karmic ties wandering amid the tribulation, I could not bear it in my heart. I only wished to guide them to bliss, to study the Wonderful Method together, and escape the sea of suffering early."
Ling Yan shook her head slightly, cutting off his crying poverty. "Senior Aunt Tongtian is still here."
"Does fellow Daoist wish to turn the Western Religion into a branch rudder of the Jie Sect?"
Besides, were Yao Shi, Maitreya, and Mahasthamaprapta not currently down below with the Western disciples, diligently